Looking at the serious Chu zhaoyue, Mo ran didn't evade her question this time, and didn't give an ambiguous answer, but chuckled and nodded: "yes."

"so, last time, you would disguise yourself as a mountain bandit in the valley of Nantai mountain to rob my motorcade, which you had planned for the desert wind?" Chu zhaoyue, taking advantage of the man whose mouth is tighter than clam, asked when he let go.

"monthly boss." Mo ran looks at Chu zhaoyue, who is eager to learn, with a long and beautiful finger, shaking in front of her eyes. "You just said, you just want to know 'one' question, I have given...